Colorado College Nugget (yearbook) . gentleHenry loveth much the sound of silver, whereby his profits are augmented. Study to showthyself at all times dead wise; neither be slow to gel next, but seek f°r to £«// it all the time,for it is not good for man to be alone. Be not wise in thy own conceit, but let thy horribe exalted like the horn of the unicorn, and perchance a gentle maiden, taking councilwith herself, shall find herself much enamored of thee; and verily it shall appear that thouhast made a great killing, and who knoweth but that thou art come for such a time as this. Neither give e
Colorado College Nugget (yearbook) . gentleHenry loveth much the sound of silver, whereby his profits are augmented. Study to showthyself at all times dead wise; neither be slow to gel next, but seek f°r to £«// it all the time,for it is not good for man to be alone. Be not wise in thy own conceit, but let thy horribe exalted like the horn of the unicorn, and perchance a gentle maiden, taking councilwith herself, shall find herself much enamored of thee; and verily it shall appear that thouhast made a great killing, and who knoweth but that thou art come for such a time as this. Neither give ear to them who seek to deride thee, for they are a stiff-necked and per-verse generation, who long for a stand-in, yet get nothing done. Rejoice; be exceedingglad, for so persecuted they the fussers which were before thee. Selah! 4» ? 4» When people put all their relianceOn the coeducational science. And go two by two (You know how they do).It becomes a Smithersey alliance. 189 Colorado Collrnr¥r«tr llool; If«titn9t-Sr^rtf. i. When I consider how in years agone I was a guileless Freshie, young and green. With lisping tongue, and blush and awkward mien,— When I go back to that first feeble dawn Of intellect, I marvel much, I swan. (Pardon emotion, but I cannot screen My feelings.) Well, then, this is what I mean: When I consider what a luckless pawn I was upon the College chess-board then, Moved yon and hither by the careless hand Of each professor, then I marvel much How from that Freshman, was it I? Oh, hen! Twas I, alas! How I then, reached the grand Estate of Senior. Oh, it beats the Dutch! II. As much it stirs my wonder to behold A some-one whom they say to me was I As Sophmore. Can it be? Tis true, Ah, my, Truth often hurts and yet I will be bold And firm confess altho my blood runs cold,— I was a Sophmore once, still, do not sigh; It was a fleeting madness and it soon passed by. Lets drop the painful subject since the truth is told. Yet from that state of fool
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